Just when Ye Mo’s car slowed down, a Porsche chased up to him. It lined up with Ye Mo’s car. The window opened and a youth in his 20s said to Ye Mo, "Bro, your driving skills are not bad, how bout we have a race. I actually couldn’t catch up to you before."
Ye Mo also rolled down the window and looked at the youth. He smiled and didn’t answer. At this moment, he revved up the engine and turned to the nun apologetically, "Sorry, Sister Zier, I’ve loved driving before and I often go into competitions. Due to some accident, the family didn’t let me drive anymore. It’s been 5 or 6 years since I last drove. Now when I drive, it was a little unfamiliar to me. I’ll shake away this kid so he doesn’t annoy us."
Then, he showed an innocent smile. Although Ye Mo didn’t know if this would remove her suspicion, he still had to do it.
